Day Sixteen: My Lot in Life

The topic for today is 'something different about your "lot in life", and how you're working to overcome it.'

 I'm sure my regular readers will know precisely what I'm going to answer this topic with, and that's living with disc injuries. I thought about other possible answers to add some variety to the blog, but quickly concluded that having depression, being plus size, and being short-sighted isn't exactly the definition of different these days. So, I'm afraid this is another blog post about my back.

'Sitting in cages, never taking wing'.

My Story...
I'm twenty-seven years old, and I've been living with several disc injuries for the last twenty months. So many doctors, nurses, and physiotherapists like to mention my age at almost every appointment in confusion or to patronise; as if twenty-somethings are usually invincible to back injuries and undeserving of their help, so I guess they see my 'lot in life' as different. Although I don't see it that way; my injuries are hardly uncommon.
In September 2011, I injured my back from constant heavy-lifting at work, and soon found myself bed ridden from the relentless pain. Unfortunately, in twenty months, I've seen no improvement; in fact I think the pain has grown progressively worse. My mobility is limited due to the level of pain I'm dealing with, and I've yet to be prescribed medication or treatment that is effective, so I have no choice but to spend the majority of each day in bed. I've misplaced my freedom and independence, and have had to say 'I think we should see other people' to my old conventional life. The hardest part was telling the things I loved most in life that I couldn't see them anymore. That hurt.
Yes, my life has been turned upside down, and my injuries have affected almost every aspect of my life, but I've refused to let it get me down. Of course I have days when it upsets me a great deal, but mostly I've learnt to accept my current situation for what it is, and take each day as it comes. I'm not angry, I don't lay blame on anyone but myself, and I haven't given up on life. I tell myself my life is only on 'hiatus', it's not over. I tell myself it won't be this way forever, and I'll be back on my feet eventually, even though I honestly don't know if that's true. I just have to believe it is. 
One day I shall be back on my feet living life to the fullest!
In the mean time, I will continue to occupy and distract myself as much as possible every day. This helps me to breeze through from one day to the next with a positive mental attitude, and an almost content persona.. I blog, I read, I watch movies, I browse online, I paint my nails, and dress in clothes which make me smile. I find ways to fill my day! 
Overcoming my physical injuries and making the pain stop are sadly not so simple to battle. So far I've seen no improvement from medication, or physical exercises. I'm on a pain management programme with two local hospitals, but months pass between sessions of physiotherapy (I've not been since December), and I've had to decline hydrotherapy until my toes have healed. I've yet to meet with a doctor who is bothered about helping me, but I remain in regular contact with my GP.  I've had my medication changed around more times than I remember. The newest addition is morphine- but that sadly doesn't touch the pain, either. And, I also do physiotherapy exercises at home regularly, and push myself to leave the house with a family member every now and then. I may only manage half an hour or an hour out of bed, but it's important for me to try for the sake of my health and sanity.
One day, I will over come this little set back. I will!
Have you suffered with disc injuries, or perhaps another serious injury which has left you bed ridden or house bound in the past? How did you over come it? 
What's different about your lot in life?